He bore her to his home 'twixt life and death, br By mute connivance of the slumbering streets, br Bore her redeemed to a new world of breath br And peace divine, belike the Paraclete's. br There lay she in his hands for many days br Speechless, unasking,--only in her soul br The wonder grew at love's mysterious ways br Which had outwitted grief and proved her fool. br Ay, fool in sooth, unblest by her own will, br Yet now by chiding of love's guidance blest, br Who, sparing all, of all now found her fill, br And lost to love was now of love the guest. br Dreaming she lay, with visions in her eyes br Of a new world where women all were wise.